
Khaira assisted some of her domestic assistants are preparing a large banquet in order to be served at dinner. Tonight all his brothers will come together in Marisa's mansion. All home-cooked meals as well as some of the foods that children love are also available at the dining table.
The first to come was Hasya with her husband and daughter. Hasya's pregnancy is getting bigger. But he still tried to help Khaira who still composed some menus that have not been served at the dining table.
“Mbak sit down. Ntar would-be debaynya kecapa again,” Khaira nagged to see Hasya busy wara-wiri brought some dishes and did not care about the ban.
“Your mother is at home already like a statue can not move one bit. Not that I'm sick. I'm just pregnant.” Hasya sneered at Khaira.
Khaira stayed with her head in disbelief at the words of her only sister she had. He knows, how possessive mas Valdo keep mbak Hasya who is always active in all places, sometimes do not realize if in a state of pregnancy.
“Yes, huh. Ma'am can help, but remember don't be too tired.”
“Wah, your cooking is indeed numero uno, just like the late mother,” praise Hasya said sincerely.
Khaira. Every time he heard the word ‘mama’ made him unable to hide his sadness.
“Dek …. “ Hasya patted Khaira's shoulder trying to turn her back by facing the kichen set.
From the movement of Khaira's shoulders, Hasya understood that his sister was sad. He also cannot hide his sadness. Hasya finally grabbed Khaira from behind. Both of them were swept away in a deep longing for the mother without consciously letting out tears.
“Pardon mbak, because it makes the atmosphere uncomfortable.”
Khaira shook her head gloomily. He turned his body and re-embraced Hasya. Right now he really needs a warm hug to treat the longing for the presence of the mother who went ahead of them.
“Eh, guests are hungry. The host is still engrossed in hiding in the kitchen.” Ariq's voice made the two separate.
Ariq looked at his two sisters who both wiped away the tears that were still inundated on each cheek, “Lho ... why cry? You guys fought?”
“This is, the youngest daughter again kangen mother.” Hasya pinched Khaira's cheeks.
“Definitely about cooking,” said Ariq casually, “Only the cuisine dede that makes us always remember mother.”
The atmosphere was quiet again, until Ali and Fatih came to catch up with the three. The sad atmosphere did not last long, finally the five of them returned to the dining room that was already full of their respective spouses and children.
“De, from tomorrow the portion of the meal should be reduced,” suddenly Hasya tucked in the middle of silence with each of them enjoying a banquet that menu the mainstay of their late mother.
Khaira looked at Hasya with a frown. So far no one has protested with his appetite is quite extraordinary.
“True, de,” said Rheina Ali's wife fast, “Ntar your wedding dress that you have designed does not fit.”
“Ha ha ha …. “ Junior did not hear the words of his brother and sister-in-law, “True, mbak. Mbak Rara that if you have eaten do not remember the time.”
Khaira heard Junior's words. Indeed, he must admit, lately the weight feels crisp. He used to eat in cafes with Abbas or at jewelry outlets with oma employees who often invited him to eat together. Khaira who is the type of eater does not refuse the sustenance that is served.
“According to me anyway not too excessive too,” said Ira isti Ariq who always positive thinking in observing something.
“I am fine-fine aja,” continued Azkia Fatih's wife, “But with Rara's height of only 165 I think Hasya's opinion is correct. Especially on the wedding day, you will be the center of attention of people.”
“No fat problems, the important healthy.” Ariq is like his wife who never thought of njlimet.
“Do not get me wrong, there are types of men who never mind fat or skinny, which is important healthy,” Ali came to comment on their conversation.
“At least the ideal is better. Is it comfortable if you later accompany your husband but instead become a victim of body shaming?” Hasya still maintained her opinion.
“As long as the husband does not protest why should it be noisier?” Valdo stroked the shoulder of his wife who still insisted on reminding Khaira.
“Well, that guy was selfish. Say no problem, but a slender look of the eye jelelalatan ..” Hasya became emotional to hear her husband's interlude.
“Aduh babe ... kok even ngegas?” Valdo shook his head to see his wife who was suddenly upset with him.
Everyone laughed at the behavior of Hasya and Valdo. Khaira could not hide her smile seeing the behavior of her brothers and sisters-in-law.
“I am honest ...” Junior expressed his opinion, “. So my advice for Rara, it's exactly what Syasa said. Do not let the husband mbak later prefer to see fresh on the outside. Kan said the neighboring grass is always greener ..”
“Huu your style, like men experience only.” Fatih's the junior's head.
“He is already too dear to you,” reply Fatih fast, “But I think as a man, honestly you know ..emang you have to reduce weight. All this time I saw the boncery with Abbas kaya who was brought with him a sack of rice..”.
“Ha ha ha ... “ just so suddenly laughter broke hearing Fatih's words.
Khaira was annoyed to hear the cohesiveness of her brother who laughed at Fatih's words. The rice he took was still half a plate. But he did not care if he was made into his brother's joke. It will not throw rice away for free. Because it was a redemptive act. There are still many people out there who cannot enjoy a mouthful of rice out of nothing, and he realizes it.
After the family dinner ended, they immediately relaxed in the living room. Marisa is happy to be with her grandchildren and great-grandchildren, even though her interactions live twice a month. But he was very happy.
Tonight in addition to eating together their agenda that has been agreed is to prepare a proposal and engagement plan that will be carried out by Abbas on the beloved sister of all.
“Oma asked, after the application and you are engaged next month immediately married,” said Marisa so Ariq asked her advice as the oldest person among them all.
“I totally agree oma. Rara has also been in contact with Abbas for a long time. Nearly 7 years …. “ Ali agree to Marisa's suggestion.
“Ngapain are you seven years close to Abbas? Can't I find more from him?” Fatih tried to find out why Khaira remained loyal to Abbas, despite the very opposite economic situation.
“Abbas I saw the figure of the deceased papa ... “ Khaira's clear eyes re-glazed when saying that. His memory of the late Faiq is so strong. Her father died when Khaira finished Junior High.
All understand how their papa is so caring for Khaira like a diamond that is difficult to touch and see. Nothing could hurt his youngest daughter. Every time there is a call or a meeting of parents at the Khaira school, Faiq always intervenes, not wanting to be represented by anyone.
Marisa as the only parent left among her grandchildren gave them the freedom to choose a life partner. He had been convinced from the beginning, that his grandchildren would get the right match and partner. Because he and the late Darmawan have provided a moderate parenting pattern without comparing anyone who would be a close friend of his grandson.
“When will Abbas come to ask you?” Ariq asked seriously.
He doesn't want to waste too long. The blood of the late Tama's business was flowing strongly in his body. Ariq is most effective and efficient in calculating time. He likes to talk unfairly.
“Two days left,” said Khaira quickly, “Aa Abbas has no other brother besides mother. I also don't want a proposal that is too fancy. Enough a Abbas with his mother who came here to meet mas and other brothers.”
Ariq nodded in agreement. He understands Khaira's character descending from her deceased mother. Women are simple and never demand excessive. Simple happiness is important with family.
“But at the wedding let us take care of. You can't protest,” sela Rheina fast.
He who now oversees the legacy of his late mother-in-law assisted Ira Ariq's wife will try their best. Moreover, Khaira lives the only woman in their large family.
Rheina, Hasya, and Ira and Azkia are already preparing a dream wedding for their beloved sister. The four agreed that they would not involve Khaira in all their preparatory affairs until H day so that all would be a surprise on the most historic day of their sister's life.
When she started laying her body in the contest, Khaira snapped vc Abbas's call made her pull an instant hijab hanging in the corner of the closet.
“Assalamu’alaikum my bidadiku candidate ..” Abbas smile rises as soon as his handsome face appears on the phone.
“Wa’alaikumussalam …. “ Khaira smears a knotty smile at Abbas's words.
“I'm sorry I've been busy all day. Thank goodness our cafe visitors are getting crowded. The menu is also varied. Hopefully in the future it will grow. God willing from here will gather the windfall for our needs and our future children ...”.
Khaira is speechless. A drop of tears fell down her chubby cheeks. It just shook his head.
“Lho why silence, is there a problem?” Abbas asked attentively.
“So I've said that aa same mother came tomorrow night ... “ finally Khaira recounted the results of the meeting at the family dinner last night.
“Thank God you have spoken. Aa and mom must nyiapin what?”
“Aa just come. My family is happy.” Khaira smiled at her smile.
That smile always fascinated Abbas. Beautiful round eyes with dimples on her chubby cheeks make Khaira's beauty so perfect in Abbas's eyes, a simple but capable man knocks on the door of the heart of a hidden diamond Khaira Althafunnisa belonging to two great families Proyoga and Al Fareza.
“May Allah launch our affairs together to the guarantee later,” Abbas said gently as he blinked one eye as he ended their conversation.
“Aamiin Yes Rabbal ‘alaamiin …. “
Both of them ended the conversation on the phone because the night had crawled more and more late, by giving a glimmer of hope in each other's hearts.